Among the Pink

I sat among the pink today
to have the rest fade away,
mesmerized by the world within,
tracing with eyes each leaf and stem.

Concerns abandoned
in the face of trichomes;
transfixed am I
under nature’s hold.

I visit the center,
greet the stamens;
they let me hide out
in the silken cavern.

Next I intentionally slip
into the labyrinth of green
and lose myself
for as long as I wish
to be unseen.

This is how I restore
when I give too much
of me to the world.

One (Haiku)

I let myself be
in my own secret garden
the one whose touch blooms

I Do Not Need Spring

I do not need spring

to bring me relief

from barrenness of green,

for beauty

I can still see

in the bleak;

all seasons

year-round

live in me,

as mixed up

as this year’s weather

has proven

to be.

I do not deny, though,

that I am happy to greet

the buds of pink

popping up so soothingly,

as if showering

my healing spirit

with my favorite

floral coloring.

You spoil me,

dear Spring.

I stop my feet

and indulge in

the thought retreat,

still my camera,

and with the bees,

capture the sweet

intricacies hidden in

the blushes of

the softest of

pinks.

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Poem and images ©LauraDenise